Rosa knelt down and hugged the two of them.
Patricia lost control.
—Let them go!
And this time he did raise his hand.
Before he could touch Rosa, the door to the living room opened.
Emiliano entered.
He didn't scream.
He didn't run.
He didn't make a fuss.
He just appeared there, his face white and his eyes filled with something more frightening than fury.
Total silence.
Patricia froze.
Rosa let go of the girls and stood up.
Daniela and Martina ran toward their father, but stopped halfway, as if unsure if they could trust him.
That detail devastated Emiliano more than anything else.
His own daughters hesitated before hugging him.
"Dad..." Daniela whispered.
Emiliano opened his arms.
They both threw themselves at him.
He squeezed them as if trying to undo in a single second all the months he had been blind.
Patricia reacted first.
